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The person whom the world revolves around. The person who defeats all of his opponents, and ultimately gets the beautiful girl. The sole existence all villains fear. That is the protagonist. What about me? As a failed author who had only one success throughout his whole career, I had reincarnated into my late novel. "This is it" I thought, as I tightly clenched my fist. Did I just get reincarnated in my own novel? Is this where I reincarnate in a novel and become the protagonist? No. Sadly it's not that kind of novel, as I reincarnated as a mob. The world doesn't revolve around me. The girls don't come flocking towards me. The cheat items don't come to me. "Phew" I let out a sigh of relief. "Thank god I'm not the protagonist" I joyfully shouted as tears streamed down my cheeks. Wait, are you curious as to why I don't want to be the protagonist? I did forget to mention the most important thing when I was describing a protagonist. That is... They are calamity magnets. I just died. If I learned something from that, it's that it really isn't a pleasant experience. If possible let me live a long stable life. Thank you, whoever reincarnated me. I would later come to regret these words... ======== Reader Disclaimer : Please read the *Read before reading novel* in synopsis. ======== Credit to _oinkchan for helping me find the previous novel cover Credit to Rengoku for his amazing edit of the new cover. ======== Discord : https://discord.gg/FNAKgfyky4 Patreon : https://www.patreon.com/TheAuthorPOV

Entrail_JI · Fantasy
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864 Chs

The castle of Azeroth [2]

Entering the castle, we soon found ourselves inside of a long and narrow corridor in which a red carpet dyed the floor. 

-Clank! 

Closing the door behind him, Kevin glanced at the bodies of the orcs that Silug had just taken out.

With one body inside of the trolley and two leaning against the wall of the hallway it was safe to say that they were not going to wake up anytime soon. 

"Alright, if everything goes according to what I've observed, there shouldn't be another turn shift for the next twelve hours which is within our eight-hour limit." 

Pausing for a second and staring at Silug and then the orcs on the ground, Kevin sighed in relief as he continued.

"Fortunately he held back and didn't kill the guards, else the situation would've turned troublesome" 

...Although Silug had broken their necks, because of the orcs strong constitutions, they were still alive.

Albeit barely.